The boy could feel his body. The crisp air around him pushed in and out of his lungs like a bio-engine. A euphoric-explosion of senses rushed along him.
He knelt, face looking at the green small blades waving below him, grass. "Where the... fuck...am I?" He asked himself aloud. The movements of his tongue in his mouth felt strange yet natural at the same time, like he had not talked for ages.
He looked down at himself, his pale skinny arms outward. sounding like old abandoned house doors being opened for the first time in years, his joint cracked as he rose from he kneel.
The boy stood tall and looked around him, he was on slight hills of meadow like grass, the painted sky was elegantly blue and white. To his left, there was a massive forest in the distance and off to his right, was a strange stone tablet of sorts rooted in the ground.
"I'm Toua. I'm 15..." Toua thought to himself. That's all he could remember. It all still felt like a dream, but either way, he'd make the most of it. The tablet interested him, he decided to walk towards it at the speed of 10.
Doing so, his black winter jacket weighed down on him with heat. "This place feels so realistic..." Toua said aloud.
The tablet was originally 30 meters away. And now, it was a mere 2.
Standing before it, Toua closely read the contents of the tablet.
Toua gazed around every now in then mid sentence to check if anything was around perhaps animals or other such. He doubted he was the only person in this dream of his.
Toua was puzzled. "Power? Some spirit Moro who destroyed and rebuilt the world? I'm in whatever this new world is. I see, an opportunity for my ultimate adventure and right of passage.
Though as always, power won't do it all. As even the "Avatar" failed." He thought.
Toua continued thinking, now sitting on the side of the tablet.
He made sure to retain all the information and now, he was interested by the idea of the 4 elements and seeing which one he could control.
WC: 368
He knelt, face looking at the green small blades waving below him, grass. "Where the... fuck...am I?" He asked himself aloud. The movements of his tongue in his mouth felt strange yet natural at the same time, like he had not talked for ages.
He looked down at himself, his pale skinny arms outward. sounding like old abandoned house doors being opened for the first time in years, his joint cracked as he rose from he kneel.
The boy stood tall and looked around him, he was on slight hills of meadow like grass, the painted sky was elegantly blue and white. To his left, there was a massive forest in the distance and off to his right, was a strange stone tablet of sorts rooted in the ground.
"I'm Toua. I'm 15..." Toua thought to himself. That's all he could remember. It all still felt like a dream, but either way, he'd make the most of it. The tablet interested him, he decided to walk towards it at the speed of 10.
Doing so, his black winter jacket weighed down on him with heat. "This place feels so realistic..." Toua said aloud.
The tablet was originally 30 meters away. And now, it was a mere 2.
Standing before it, Toua closely read the contents of the tablet.
- Tablet Contents:
This is a new world, created by Moro. The last was corrupted and for it, rendered to nothing more than dust. From the dust, Moro formed a new by collapsing the previous world into itself. For whom reads, you are the new one to this land, amongst the first. In the previous world, people could manipulate the four elements using their chi. These elements were water, earth, fire, and air. To keep the world in balance, there existed a single person would could control or bend all four unlike the others possessing only one. However, they failed.
In this world, there are 8 sources of power divided across the land known as relics guarded by powerful spirits, followers of Moro. Somewhere lies the land of spirits. The power of the avatar, or the single bender of all four, still exists locked away and guarded in a land of immense heat.
Unlike the last world, benders of this world have been blessed with more chi by Moro, thus, all are far stronger than those of the past world. But that matters not. This world is yours to create, destroy this tablet, and allow none to uncover this information any longer, preserve it and possibly cause a rush of people hunting the relics and their power. History is yours.
Toua gazed around every now in then mid sentence to check if anything was around perhaps animals or other such. He doubted he was the only person in this dream of his.
Toua was puzzled. "Power? Some spirit Moro who destroyed and rebuilt the world? I'm in whatever this new world is. I see, an opportunity for my ultimate adventure and right of passage.
Though as always, power won't do it all. As even the "Avatar" failed." He thought.
Toua continued thinking, now sitting on the side of the tablet.
He made sure to retain all the information and now, he was interested by the idea of the 4 elements and seeing which one he could control.
WC: 368